Things have felt so unfamiliar for the last few weeks as we all try so desperately to find our feet in a world that we don’t recognise. Everything is a struggle. Even the things that used to seem so commonplace. What shall we have for dinner. How will I get through the day. So far…
coronavirus
Maybe it’s okay, to not be okay during a global crisis
I’m over here, just trying to cope. Really, I am. I’m doing the best that I can do. But sometimes, I’m not good at anything. No good at being a mum. No good at being a wife. No good at getting my work done. No good at cleaning my house. I’m certainly no good at…
Home. Where the heart breaks?
I sit here in my privileged little bubble. My house up on the hill, with my view of the ocean. Heating, a flushable toilet, running water. Groceries in the cupboard. Much much more than we need. We buy in advance, enough for a month. A freezer full of meat. We did not stockpile toilet paper….